Crowd Standing. Anxious Groom. Empty Doorway.Noon had long past.Like snakes shedding skin, the guests had cast off their drab coats in the heat of the stuffy sanctuary, revealing formal attire that ranged from vivid hues to muted pastels. Eager for entertainment, the guests squirmed with poorly concealed boredom. Their eyes finally halted on the groom, priest, and best man who entered through the side door.A collective sigh of relief resounded as the pipe organ began to belt out the wedding march. The bridesmaids resembled peacocks as they strutted down the aisle in garish blue gowns and clung to their groomsmen. In their wake toddled the young ring-bearer. Each guest gravitated tow